"He really gave me no face."
Zhang Yuan muttered and shook his head slightly, but did not try to make her stay.
For one thing, he barely knew the [Heavenly Army Night-Cutting Goddess]. For another, he no longer had the Sword-Shaped Pre-Heaven Supreme Treasure, so even if she stayed, she could not deliver a second strike.
If he forced a second strike, there were only two possible outcomes: either the [Primordial Form-Converging Sword] would be destroyed, or he would. Besides, "First God" had already been cleaved in half, so whether the [Heavenly Army Night-Cutting Goddess] stayed made no difference.
"Impossible!"
"What kind of joke is this?! Since when was this Demon Fiend so powerful?"
"How could our Lord fail to withstand even a single strike...?"
The revived First God had been cleaved in half by a single sword strike and lay motionless on the ground. Tan Duanchang, Deputy Cult Master Gao, and the others could hardly believe their eyes.
The object of their faith had been slain immediately after reviving. The shock was not something they could recover from and accept in a short while.
Although this [Return to True] Demon Fiend was powerful, his strength had never been that outrageous. He had needed Supreme Treasures and formations just to deal with Tan Duanchang and Deputy Cult Master Gao. Where had he found the power to slay "First God" with one strike?
"Cult Master, what are we supposed to do now?" Tan Duanchang asked, his heart burning with anxiety.
Deputy Cult Master Gao and Deputy Cult Master Zheng also looked toward the First God Cult Master. With "First God" down, their own Cult Master was the only one they could count on.
Unlike his three panicking deputies, the First God Cult Master showed not the slightest sign of alarm, even